Saturday, June 19, 2010

I just wanted to make this official, so as of right now, I am officially letting everyone know that we have moved to California. If you don't know, now ya know. Me, my family, the dog and this business are now located in sunny southern California. If you live in Colorado I am no longer able to take your pictures (unless of course you pay for my air fare and get me there, then I would be more than happy to oblige) If you live in Long Beach or any of the surrounding areas I am now available for purchase....my services that is. ; )I am starting from scratch y'all, every person is going to be brand new. It's a little unnerving, but I think I am up for the challenge. So if you know somebody that knows somebody that may need a pic or two, throw them my way. Or better yet, throw yourself my way first, that way you can tell all your people how cool I really am. Just kidding. But really my contact info can be found at the bottom of this page....Until next time.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

I am from here. This is where my life began. The hospital holds my records and original vital statistics.

You never really know what you got until you get what you want. I miss Colorado.

The streets aren't the same. The faces and places I used to know are all different now. New faces take their places in the forefront of my mind.

I like it here don't get me wrong, I have always wanted to return and live here, having been gone longer than having not. But living here is definitely different than that yearly one week vacation I would faithfully take. Instead of seeing all of the pretty things that make time away fun, I am immersed within the daily things that aren't so shiny and bright.

It's ok though. Because even though I miss all the things from back there that I thought wouldn't cross my mind twice, I have begun looking forward to all the things that are beginning to be. With each new visit I am claiming the grocery store to be mine. With each new "good morning" the neighbors are mine too. I delight in learning the street patterns, and buildings of it's make up.

As afternoon turns in to evening, and I hear the ice cream man on a bike jingle his bell down my street for the hundredth time today, I am enlightened. My home here has meaning. I am ok with the new me. I am ok with all that this new place entails.

My sadness and longing for what was suddenly dissipates. In that single moment God has merged my childhood beginnings-here, with the intermediate middles-there, and I realize that this has always been my home. The place where I began, where pen met paper in the story of my life. My mother's mother roamed these streets. The whisper of my grandfather is around every corner.

There is a place for me here. I can make my mark without being swallowed up amongst the masses.